Further On (Zayn Malik)

Chapter 16

Chapter 16;

For Joel's birthday today, Zayn decided to take me and the boys to Northern Ireland, Belfast; to the botanic gardens. I push the empty stroller since Zayn wants to carry Joel and Noah wants to walk and just might trip and cut his knee again.

"Daddy can I have one!" Noah points up to the butterflies flying around.

"You have to ask mommy." He answers, letting Joel get a closer look at the plants.

"Noah come get in the stroller, okay, you're going to get hurt." I say and he surprisingly walks over to me so i can put him in.

"I'm hungry, mommy." He tells me so I look at Zayn.

"We can go to a restaurant after," Zayn answers my query. "Do you like the flowers, Joel?"

Joel nods, looking at Zayn and smiles.

"Can you say flower? Say flower,"

"Floor." Joel says instead, earning a chuckle from Zayn.

"Come on, I know a good place where we can eat."

We're stationed at Holohan's, a nice place with Irish cuisines. Joel is sitting on the table with Zayn holding him as they stare at eachother. I don't know what's their problem. Noah is toying with the plate and forks, minding his own business.

"What do you want to eat, Noah?" I ask and he ignores me so i clear my throat.

"Just get them something from the kids menu."

"There isn't a kids menu." I mumble.

"How old are you?" Zayn asks Joel who incidentally is playing with the napkin on the side of him. "Say one, hold up your finger."

"Hello, what can I get for you today?" The perky waitress asks us. "Oh my god." Her jaw drops.

Zayn sighs, "I know, I know-"

"Joel and Noah!" She exclaims. "I can't believe i'm serving Joel and Noah Malik."

A chuckle escapes me.

"Oh and Zayn Malik of course." She blushes. "And his wife . . ." She notices me.

"Hi," I say shortly.

"Well what will you be having?" She asks, holding up a notepad and pen.

"Like, the potato meal for the boys, I don't want anything and applesauce and," he looks at me.

"I'll take a soup."

"Ok, I'll be back with you shortly."

"Well I guess my sons are popular than me." He chuckles and Joel goes to bite Zayn's face. "Ah, what are you doing,"

He holds him back, Joel giggling as he puts his finger in his mouth.

"Daddy can I have that fishies sea?"

We both look over to the huge fish tank, similar to the one in his room that we didn't reveal to him yet.

"You want that one?" Zayn looks at him, moving his face over because Joel is so interested in it.

"Yeah. I c'ave it?" His eyes light up.

"I don't know." Zayn smiles.

There's a breeze in here and this tiny cardigan is not helping. I should've brought my coat from out of the car.

"It's freezing in here." I mumble and after a beat Zayn takes off his gray zip up hoodie.

"Here," he hands it to me and for some reason I blush.